On January the 19th, our State Governor declared a "State of Emergency". Was Washington State being attacked by space Aliens, you might reasonably ask, or did a Tsunami wipe out the Starbucks Headquarters? Non of these my friends. Seattle received a few more inches of snow than we normally do at this time of year causing traffic and interstate commerce to grind to a halt. People were unable to get to work (Boo Hoo). People were unable to shop (Boo Hoo Hoo), and to top it all, deliveries of milk would be disrupted and ..... wait a minute....A state of emergency was declared because the milk industry and private business stood to lose a few dollars? How inconvenient.
I knew it was going to be bad when I read about Seattle's pending plight on the BBC news. There must have been a serious lull in global strife and republican back stabbing for this to hit the news back in Blighty, so I rushed out to the shop to buy some
On Wednesday morning, I looked out of the bedroom window onto an eerily silent white landscape. There must have been, oh at least 6 inches of snow.
This is it? The storm of the century? 6 inches of f***ing snow? No houses collapsed, none washed away, no riots and no deaths to report, just an excess of milk to deliver. God forbid if you can't get a triple grand mocha decaf when you want it. How will we all survive.
Quite well, as it turns out. We took our cross country skis out of the garage and went for a wonderful tour of the neighborhood. Our chickens had breakfast in bed on account of them not wanting to get their feet cold. Legend Jr built enough snowmen to occupy Wall Street, while Mrs legend and yours truly sat in front of the fire with mugs full of rum hot chocolate.
How would you cope?